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Chapter 1410 No. 29: This is what the trainer is like

"Really? It turns out she's already prepared for this."

"It's not surprising. Ace has always devoted himself to running."

"You said this calmly. Shouldn't Miss Qian Ming mention a sense of crisis?"

Late afternoon in the cafeteria of Central Trasen.

Late in the evening when many people had finished their meals, the dining table in the corner was packed with people.

Not only are there several Triple Crown horse girls in attendance, but there is also head trainer Yutaka Nishizaki who is well-known in various fields, and even Miss Shunkawa Reins, who is regarded as a kind sister in the eyes of countless horse girls, a strong backup in the eyes of countless trainers, and a green devil in the eyes of some trainers.

As for a certain demon trainer whose popularity has skyrocketed in the past six months, but who feels like a nouveau riche and cannot compare to these people, he is precisely the core figure that brought together this table of people.

Even though she considers herself as a newcomer, she can still criticize a certain Girls' Generation idol who is extremely relaxed without any hesitation.

This is Omer Linton, who easily crossed the class barriers and mingled among these respected people.

If you ask him what he relies on, only at this moment can he give you an answer that is different from usual:
【work overtime】

Yes.

At this time when many people have finished their meals, although the reasons for everyone gathering here vary, the main motivation is very simple.

——Thanks for the invitation. I just got off work. Does anyone want to have dinner with me?
Of course, since it is said to be the most important, there will naturally be unexpected people like Narita Bairen, Sirius Symbol, and Great Shock who are not very busy and have free time for dining.

There may be many reasons why they could eat later, but from Omar's observation, they all point to the same reason - they failed to ambush people.

I wanted to invite someone to have dinner together, but I saw that the other person had already participated in someone else's dinner party. After confirming that the dinner party did not limit the number of people, I naturally joined in, adding a great honor to this ordinary dining table.

There is always a certain chance of encountering popular contestants at the dining table in the central cafeteria, but the opportunity to welcome so many well-known figures at the same time is rare. Even if it is placed at the end of the public's meal time, there is no guarantee that it will not attract the attention of those who are quick to hear the news.

But today, it is indeed different here.

"Crisis?" Qian Ming, who took up the topic, retorted while biting the straw of his lemonade, "I have a strong sense of crisis. Look, I came all the way to have dinner with you this time!"

Before Omar could speak, the Sirius symbol, who had no sense of companionship, started to spoil the show: "Ha, did you also invite those people together?"

She raised her hand and pointed directly at the sea of ​​people in the distance.

"That's definitely not the case," Qian Ming denied flatly, "But I thought it was arranged by Omer."

"This is a very dangerous accusation. How can I interfere with this long-standing school tradition?"

Omer spread his hands and glanced at the huge number of horse racing women who surrounded the cafeteria.

Despite the crowds, the average height, which was not ideal, could not hide the sight of the chefs' white hats lined up in a row even if a wall was built.

Those obvious chefs walk on the road opened up by limited order, delivering food to the center of the human mountain and sea. Every entry and exit can trigger the roar of the crowd, and every roar makes the silver, pink, black, purple, etc. cheering sticks wave, noisy enough to cover up any conversation at normal volume.

Looks somewhat familiar.

Even the rookie trainers who have been in school for less than a year will have a sense of déjà vu the moment they witness this scene, and will immediately sigh, "So it's today."

It's today for sure.

The eating contest is said to be held once a year, but in fact it is held every quarter, and the sponsors and organizers can be changed at any time.

Nature - always non-compliant.

After seeing that scene, every diner at Omar's table, excluding Omar and Junchuan, subconsciously looked at the student council president.

Admittedly, Miss Junchuan should also be noticed at this time, but everyone sitting at this table is smart.

Smart people can see the clues during working hours.

Considering how busy Miss Junchuan is at work, it is quite normal for her to eat at this time. In comparison, the appearance of Rudolph, who also works overtime but may not be busy until this time, is enough to surprise many people.

In such an unexpected situation, I encountered such an illegal competition...

Everyone easily came to a reasonable guess, and then couldn't help but wonder when the sir was going to close the net.

Not to mention the issue of illegal assembly, just the Golden Ship gang who always come to seize the business opportunities at every session to sell cheering sticks and character peripherals are already making huge profits, and we must take strong action.

They even expanded their scale this year - the demon's eyesight had already spotted Tamamo Cross, who was also shouting inside, holding a cheering stick in the color of her old friend and veteran glutton contestant, the Ogururi hat.

as well as……

A bourbon-colored cheering stick that is not often seen in this competition.

It is hard to say whether this was out of support for a friend or simply because he was bewitched by the Golden Ship's rhetoric. After all, in Omer's impression, the girl with a Kansai accent was still a girl who lived in poverty but tried hard to maintain her status as an excellent student.

If the student union catches this and keeps a record of it, it would probably be a big blow.

Therefore, proper reminders are essential. When the telepathy that she had become more and more familiar with because of a group of Ultramen reappeared, the little gray-haired girl would look around as if she had seen a ghost, and then she saw an arm raised high at the corner at one end and quickly looked back.

What she decides next is none of Omar's business.

Putting away his stretched hand and ignoring the curious look from Miss Big Shock, Trainer Linton, like everyone else, did not give President Rudolph direct advice, nor did he go to Miss Junchuan to cause trouble.

Here, the whole dinner table was shrouded in various clouds of suspicion that people turned a blind eye to, revealing a dark and muddled feeling after the BUFF of clearly distinguishing between public and private was broken.

Then at this moment, Qian Ming suddenly clapped his hands:

"I see, that was Nishizaki's idea!"

"what?"

Nishizaki Yutaka, who was eating noodles, looked up without even finishing the noodles in his mouth.

"No, stop playing, Omar, why don't you call your people back?"

There is no doubt that after the tacit understanding of not mentioning training in private was broken, the next tacit understanding that was destroyed was due to the current avoidance of talking about the eating contest.

As one of only three people at the table who knew the situation, Trainer Nishizaki had his own social network with colleagues and was familiar with many of the horse racing girls. He was also well-informed about gossip about various school activities and could easily obtain the list of contestants in the current eating contest.

Namiura Bourbon's name was prominently listed, even placed side by side with Miyu. When he thought that Miyu's current trainer was Asakura, who always followed Omer, Nishizaki Yutaka really felt that this event was supported and promoted by Omer.

You see, because of this game, everyone has some quiet time now, right?
There were no little girls coming to watch and disturb us.

His junior always has such strange and surprising ways to win. Nishizaki Yutaka has become accustomed to not making it public, but he still feels that it is not good.

After all, Rudolph and the reins were here, and I had said before that he might become the next freshman representative, but now he and his horse girl were being criticized...

Is this some kind of silent resistance?
Damn it! You really don't want to chair the meeting?
Or have you convinced Rudolph to turn a blind eye?
This is not good for the student union. Although there is Bai Ren who does nothing here, we still have to pay attention to public opinion. You are being too obvious.

"The student union still has to take action. Why don't you call Bourbon, Asakura, and Miyu back?"

"That's not necessary. A competition like this, which is specially held after mealtime, won't be particularly serious, especially since the contestants are also considered the victims."

"Are you coming here with this in mind..." Nishizaki Yutaka was speechless.

"Not really. Bourbon and the others wanted to join in on their own, and I don't think there's any need to stop them from playing pranks on campus like this."

"How can it be unnecessary? You and your horse girl are both being watched by many eyes."

"Indeed, but is such a look worth being nervous about? Is it worth rejecting Ma-niang's idea?"

"Trainer Nishizaki, you weren't like this before," Junchuan suddenly added seriously, which surprised him a little, "I still remember you who challenged the quota arrangement with Suzuka-san."

"That……"

"That's not the same thing. The severity is different. You want to say that~" Qian Ming shrugged, "Then tell me what you said when you took on the big shock. Did you care about how others reported you at that time?"

"..."

"Standard idol baggage," Sirius's sharp comments were always blunt, "Even if the big things are still the same as before, your attitude towards these small things has changed. Don't you think these small things are the most important?"

"That's enough, that's enough. We're just having a meal, not a denunciation meeting. Don't neglect the food."

Omar clapped his hands and tried to smooth things over. Regardless of how gentle Nishizaki's personality was, given Sirius's temper, he would probably say that Nishizaki was not as good as the newcomer, which would make things too awkward.

She may be a surprise weapon, but she cannot be allowed to use it freely.

If this senior had a bit of arrogance, it would be hard to say whether he would continue to hold on or just run away.

"Is this about right now, Miss Shock?"

'Okay, but I'd actually like to be a little more radical.'

So cruel...

Although he didn't know what kind of difficult problems these families had, it was not difficult for Omer to guess one or two, so he remained silent.

"It's better to take it slow. He's just been affected a little, but he's far from that level."

"Well, let me and everyone else take a look at Afeng's condition. Thank you, Trainer Omer."

"It's just a courtesy, it's not a bother. Miss Shock, please don't stare at me like that when you discover telepathy next time."

"Oh, is it stressful? I see you and I are always like this at teahouse, and I thought it was a hobby."

"...Strictly speaking, that is a form of indulgence."

"Oh, I'm sorry."